#( r. hendrix // interactions. )

[reynahendrix]

location. ⁺ the vintage store.

most of it felt like junk. piles left behind from those who once were here. the items that didn't prove useful enough to keep tucked away in the living spaces. yet, it all had a life. it all once was important to someone. some of the boxes smelled of decades reyna hadn't lived. some were all too familiar leaving an unsettled yearning in her stomach.

there wasn't any reason for the woman to be rifling through. most times she liked to tuck herself away where people didn't occupy the space around her. there wasn't many places to nestle without company. even when she'd been in the storage shop by herself, she still felt somewhat in the center of people with the memories that took form of discarded objects.

reyna pretended for a moment she had been the only person there - having not acknowledged nicks presence. being socially stunted left her often silent. reyna's hands busied themselves pulling out a box that had a light weight to it. an old tin, a few records. she pulled the records out curiously skimming over the artwork. it was a faded pale yellow with sketched drawings. the font read - 'the world we knew over and over. this town, this is my song, born free.' - reyna smirked at the irony. below the words read 'something stupid.' bingo.

reyna thought to herself that frank and nancy sinatra were probably onto something. " do you ever think about the people who traveled with all of this stuff ? " it was the first time reyna's voice cut into the air since nick and her had been occupying this same space.

closed starter. // @baarra

[reynahendrix]

dayn had spoken. words fluttered in the space between them. lingering like restless embers. reyna couldn’t summon an answer—not yet. not while her body still drifted in the aftershocks. waves of pleasure rolling slow and deep through her limbs. she let herself absorb the feeling—the warmth of him against her. bare and breathing. a stillness from the hours of the night they'd burned through. a hum of satisfaction thrummed beneath her ribs, under her thighs that clung to him. reyna's mind felt heavier tonight. weighted by more than just exhaustion—dizzy from the comedown, from him. sleep had long been a stranger. her long legs remained draped over his hips. straddling dayn. claiming him in a quiet way. dayn possed a hunger she would fill if he wanted. there didn't need to be any deep rooted meaning. slender fingers followed the path of his own—sliding through the thick, damp strands of his hair. still soft despite the sweat beading along his skin. the guard noted it absently. her touch a stark contrast to the tight unrelenting grip she’d held him with moments before—pinning him close. keeping him in place. needing him to stay put.

"i’d ask if you had any coffee...or tea here," she murmured, voice thick with the remnants of indulgence, "—but that requires us moving." and right now, that was the last thing she wanted. reyna's other arm draped lazily along the curve of dayn's back. her fingers tracing idle patterns over his skin. she knew that once the sun crept over the horizon... reality would settle its weight on her shoulders again. the slumped body in the closet would need dealing with. the morning patrol would demand her presence. if she was lucky, she’d steal a few moments of sleep before nightfall came to claim her again. a soft exhale, almost amused. "oof." gaze flickered over the purple and maroon blotches blooming across dayn’s neck. evidence of her touch. reyna inhaled. resting her forehead lightly against his—just for another moment. just to steady herself. "i should probably help you clean up around here," murmured, tongue clicking in faint amusement before her voice dropped. softer now. "how’s your hand ?"

How sickly sweet her voice was, like honey with a sting. Matched with the steeliness of her eyes, Dayn found it no trouble to do as she wished - it was intoxicating. He was only human after all. When pointed out, he did stand, shoulders squared and standing straight, to his full height. Easy enough in the dim light to have that much more confidence in oneself, where eyes couldn't readily roam over scars or bruises too closely. Dayn did as she asked with no hesitation, taking his time undoing fasteners and pushing fabric down his hips, stepping out of them and willfully ignoring the chill of the bar on his naked skin. He stepped closer then, steady, fingers running up the curvature of her waist, dancing along the sides of her breasts, before holding her head in his hands. "Whatever you want," he murmured.

Dayn rubbed at his neck. The small, finger-shaped aches were going to turn into finger-shaped bruises by tomorrow, that much he knew. Battle scars that he was content with lingering for a few days. He'd much rather have injury that was proof of passion over proof of stupidity, or recklessness on behalf of the creatures. Who, speaking of, fell silent in the throes of his and Reyna's exploits - or, he just didn't hear them. He hadn't heard the man in the closet either, but if he fell asleep then so be it - Dayn sure didn't feel like dealing with him. Getting up to check would mean having to shake Reyna off of him, where she still sat on his lap, the warmth of their skin a welcome difference to that of the chilly air of the bar. Hair stuck to his sweaty forehead and he pushed them up, knowing they were surely sticking in every direction. "We still got some time left before sunrise, what next?"

[bu-blegh-ost]

Hey, hi.

Sooo, I've been rewatching Riptide as you do right? And so I finally got to the episode in which Chip makes his deal with Niklaus and after refreshing my memory on that I do believe that we are entering the point in which Chip has to fullfill his end of the bargain and I'm so fucking worried actually. So first things first let's look at what Mr. Hendrix actually requested from Chip.

So in exchange for returning lost years back to Ollie Chip Has to:

-First: Make the right decision in the hole in the sea.

Arlin is supposedly still trapped below and in great pain. Niklaus for some reason NEEDS Arlin to be kept alive and he wants Chip to keep him alive no matter the consequences which worries me so fucking much. Cause first I was just worried that they are gonna go to the Black sea and find out that there is no way to save Arlin, that he'll die and this will break Chip beyond repair, but now what I'm dreading is that Arlin can't be saved in a way that matters. That Chip will have to make a decision between killing Arlin to let him rest or keep him alive and let him suffer, or even doom the whole world for the sake of preserving his painful existance and that...shit guys, just saying, we're in Black Sea now so brace your fucking selves, we're gonna C R Y. AND THE THING IS if Arlin dies SO DOES CHIP, so he really fucking Has to survive. Cause Chip promised Nik that Arlin survives so even mercy killing Arlin will be breaking a deal and Chip will turn into goop and that's just so damn bad jejdjdjsi

- Second: Supposedly there is an Orb at the hole and he can't touch it. I don't like the way he said it. Nik said sth like "not YOU at least". So what worries me is that he wants someone else to touch it and sth nad will happen because of it, but who then? Gill? Jay? I mean if they find a room with a suspicious object we can kinda count on Gill to touch it immediately, so I'm hoping that Chip doesn't get the chance to interact with it, even if he doesn't remember that he wasn't supposed to. Or maybe sth would happen if Chip touched it? Sth that Nik doesn't want to happen? Either way Chip can't do that now cause if he does he breaks the deal and fucking dies probably, so well shit.

- Third: When the time comes and Nik requests his favor from Gillion, Chip can't interfere. Whatever Nik will have Gill do, Chip can't stop it. He cannot and that of all things I fear will be the hardest thing to do. See, Nik never expected Chip to even come to him. But he was clearly glad that he can use him to shift things in his favor. I feel like whatever dark force turned Sakura into the Black Sea is connected to Alrin's life force and Nik wants the Black Sea to stay. It is messing with the world and unleashing twisted magic into it and I feel like he needs it to stay that way until Gill's time to fulfill his prophecy comes. And whatever Nik wants Gill to do Has a potential to be catastrophic.

Black Sea is definitely not the last chapter, but it's gonna be full of anguish and sorrow. Buckle the fuck up lads, we're in for a ride

[reynahendrix]

location. ⁺ the diner.

the spoils of breakfast at the diner was the smell of coffee. reyna found peace walking along the booths wafting in its aroma - fragrant rich in nuttiness. from many adjustments made in the last four years in arcadia - drinking an abundance of tea had been high on the list of things she hated getting used to. before, reyna couldn't perform basic functions without the caffeine intake. she'd be lifeless, roaming earth with knitted brows with a festering migraine. fingers reached, looping around an empty mug from the counter. she turned to a nearby booth empty on one side, occupied on the other. " charlie - " glint of happiness came from seeing the hunter, and the knowing that a cup of coffee would soon be indulged. as reyna slid, occupying the space, her mug was being filled. bliss. the tension from her shoulders eased from the first warming sip. it had taken reyna two and a half years to follow the normal act of breakfast in the diner. before, she'd rely on easy handheld foods. something she could sneak in, and pop out without having to converse with the others. often she wouldn't speak, just nod in passing. " how was it last night ? " sometimes a question reyna hated asking. one she sometimes she answered in a lie. it was easier to say the night carried on fine, than to speak of the haunting voices that tormented.

closed starter. // @charliexclayton

[reynahendrix]

it was satisfying enough to witness nika's unwravel from the tight form that gripped arcadia daily. reyna had never tread this far — never close enough to see what pleasure the settlement could reveal. her feet had always been cautious on this ground leaving her unsatisfied from a gift she'd been so unaware of. hips that pushed up to reyna's cupping hand had been pathetic. if reyna knew how easily she could fuck the life out of nika ...to release herself — this moment would have happened long ago. too much time had been spent outside of the settlement walls. clung to duty. clung to isolation. here, now — pressed into the melting snow cold beneath their heated bodies — reyna knew years had been wasted. "you're mine." firm to any further claim. two words that nearly growled out of reyna's throat. words that curled her and the voice together — both filling the greed to have the settlement leader. reyna wasn't feeling like a puppet, not in this moment. perhaps it was her intimate drive that was reeling the voice out of her. to wrap itself around her like a second skin for them both to indulge in this scene. reyna's hand slid out from between them to meet her other hand that traveled upwards. nika would melt with the snow beneath her. there needed to be a change. it was devious, the laughter that erupted from her. how nika sought after a goal to upset the woman. coerce the voice out of her. make her angry. "this is what you want ?" reyna slid from nika's body, standing with damp jeans wet from the winter, and excitement. there was little time before the brunette reached down for nika's hands, bound by the belt. reyna held onto the leather — gripping it tight before she began to pull — dragging nika in the snow like caught wild game. the trail of snow sunk in by the path, reyna stopped in front of a tree. the voice vibrated all around her — and reyna hadn't felt afraid of it. she grunted, reaching down and wrapping her fingers around the woman's throat. her pulse. the way it thumped against reyna's motion had conjured that strength she once used to thrash charlie across the diner with. like a lifeless deer, reyna used the length of the belt to wrap around a naked tree branch. nika's feet just brushing the ground.

Control was a difficult thing to let another person have over you, though people did it every day. They gave control to those that enforced the law, and to politicians who decided those laws. They gave control to those that controlled access to food, to healthcare, to housing, to anything . Here in Helltown people gave up control to those that could give them access to safety, or access to anything that could make them forget where they were, and Nika had both. She took control, and rarely surrendered it. Except here, in these moments of intimacy, the only way she could feel anything was to let another person unravel her. There was always such a thrill in surrendering your body completely, something erotic in being consumed carnally.

With her hands tied, Nika felt the last of her control over Reyna slipping happily away. There was no Nika, and no Reyna, only two animals overcome by desire and the need to make something outside of themselves. She ran her tongue over her lips, licked up the remnants of Reyna's blood, so metallic like a dagger to her mouth. In this violence she wondered if Reyna would kill her, the thought nearly made her cum. Instead her blue eyes met Reyna's, a mirror, two women looking to submit to something otherworldly. She was keenly aware of Reyna's slender fingers grasping her face, the substance intensifying everything to the nth degree.

"I think you'll find I do," she moaned, hips canting up into the hold the woman had on her. She would do whatever allowed Reyna to release herself completely, to let out frustration and guilt and shame and turn that energy into destroying Nika until she could hardly remember herself. It was a difficult request as Nika wanted to grab fistfuls of hair, of flesh, bite down until blood flowed, but she could attempt listening to instructions if only to be more petulant in her disobedience later. "But I'll try." A beat, breathing laboured in the cold air as she fought not to move her hips into Reyna's hand to accelerate pleasure. "Here, right now, I'm yours. Why don't you claim me."

[gotatext]

what brought you back? the smell of commitment wafting from teddy's scrotum?

    “I… What? No. Not every decision I make is based around the actions of others. Y’know, I am capable of choosing my own path yada-yada. Hendrix seemed like the best option for me at the time… fresh start, new tutors, the chance to pick up another language… but that doesn’t mean I���m gonna drop all my friends like Dick Whittington and fuck off to Amsterdam. Corny as it sounds Lockwood’s kinda like home to me. It’s my roosting ground, you know? And that has everything to do with a place and nothing to do with a person.”

[cookietastic]

Thank you @dykesynthezoid

This seemed fun so I'll try it out 😭

3 ships:

1. Lawrusso- I'm a basic bitch. Leave me alone😭. Come on fam it's rivals mixed in with 35 year history mixed in with in with the problem with toxic masculinity mixed in with breaking the cycle of abuse mixed in with different ways of coping and realizing they aren't healthy (ex: Johnny drinking and Daniel totally thinking that pretending everything is fine or going from 2-10 VERY fast)- Just smacking Lawrusso on the head like " this bad boy can fit so much shit-damn go to therapy together."

2. Samtory- Wanna rewatch the series again and focus on them more really adore them/love their dynamic. Like it's funny walking into the show and seeing Robby and Miguel interacting and going on this is supposed to be our Johnny and Daniel? And then you see Tory and Sam interacting and you're like not only is this supposed to be our Daniel and Johnny but also- hello?👀

3. I have list, but to mix it up with different fandom- Grayghost- Danny, and Val really was that end-game feeling. I remember jokingly saying they had to keep Val out of season 3 as much as possible because if Danny even made eye contact for more than 1 minute, that would be it. It's funny cause they seem like the most natural relationship out of the whole show, yet the one they want people to like last minute is the one they had a whole episode on why they shouldn't be together/not ready for that.

1st ever ship:

Damn- I don't know to judge this one. Cause it can range from anywhere to I thought they should be together when I first saw something or searched content for it. Going with Alice and Kyo from Alice the 19th aka the manga set I found at goodwill at 12-

I am 1000% sure 12-year-old me should have not been reading this with all the dark shit happening

Last song:

Little too cringe to put here lmao

Currently reading:

Well listening to- Paper Backs From Hell by Grady Hendrix talks about the history of Horror from paper backs in the 1970s-1980s and dealing with topics of art on the covers grabbing your attention as well as the wild stories within them.

Little book summary

Take a tour through the horror paperback novels of two iconic decades . . . if you dare. Page through dozens and dozens of amazing book covers featuring well-dressed skeletons, evil dolls, and knife-wielding killer crabs! Read shocking plot summaries that invoke devil worship, satanic children, and haunted real estate! Horror author and vintage paperback book collector Grady Hendrix offers killer commentary and witty insight on these trashy thrillers that tried so hard to be the next Exorcist or Rosemary’s Baby. Complete with story summaries and artist and author profiles, this unforgettable volume dishes on familiar authors like V. C. Andrews and R. L. Stine, plus many more who’ve faded into obscurity.

Last movie:

I was supposed to watch Friday the 13th yesterday

I could be wrong cause my friend and I saw a bunch of movies that weekend but "Lost cat corona," which now has one of my favorite movie quotes said/top 10, aka "HAVE YOU SEEN MY FUCKING CAT?"

Currently consuming:

Crustables and gummies fruit snacks- Because I have the diet of a 4th grader on summer vacation

Currently watching:

Art videos- I like listening to things while drawing, and artists rambling about stories or their own art experiences are one of them.

Currently craving:

Go Go Curry 😭

I'm always so happy when I get to do these things/when people tag me! But feel like I'm annoying when tagging people- Just know you don't have to do this! 😭

@we-serve-spirits @babyhellboy @schnuffel-danny @snaileo @raveyardantics @they-bite

[reynahendrix]

was it always — destructive....chaotic...horror driven... ? yes. the thought of the last four years being nothing but those descriptive words had been the unsettling truth. personal haunts. haunts of the town. so much loss around those who came and went. arcadia was not a simple form of hell. it was consuming to the most innocent minds. loved to feed off of suffering, and create nothing but pain. yet, still, the people learned to adapt in what little was given. arcadia had only ever been a town of survival. four years had given the mind lots of room to think. "as long as i've been here it's always been that way....feels less suffocating." reyna supposed. though she didn't have any answers as to why everything had been separated to begin with. no answer to why there was a train station with no train. a radio station that didn't of any streaming connection. no answer as to why They walked at night, and ripped the very flesh from bodies. reyna didn't have any answers. she just survived. "it's good to question. — just be cautious." arcadia consumed the most curious. reyna hardly knew the man — surface level gave her the impression that he didn't deserve to be taken by the night or torn from his sanity. some people had deserved it. "i think a lot of people have different beliefs as to why were here. what purpose we have...if there is one. personalities clash. people seperate. sometimes that separation stops people from causing harm to one another."

it'd been the first time reyna had eased a smile. almost allowed herself to laugh. the days hadn't allowed herself to gather enough light for such feelings. most days had been too difficult to keep her eyes open. to deal with the looming ache, and punishment of actions caused by her own hands. — in this moment, reyna almost felt freed from that torment. "a little stench is wafting.." humor lead, the brunette shook her head. there was no smell, but carrying joel's words into something lighter in weight. "vegetative... like onions..." tiredness was defeated by a growing smile to the man who sat on her floor.

“I did noticed quite a few people injured back at the clinic last week.” He commented, thinking perhaps the sheriff’s death had come in a similar manner, if not while in an attempt to save some people. Joel hadn’t gone around too much, had really just glanced over the exterior of most buildings with the exception of the clinic, diner, and gas station, but a large amount of them he heard were damaged during the snowstorm. A storm he’d barely been lucky to have survived. “Is it always this way?” His question came abruptly, stemming from the fear of either he or his brother approaching the same sentence. 

It was hard not to meet her gaze every few moments in a space as confined as this, but Joel had never been one to pull away from gorgeous eyes. His smile soon followed the glances, before he moved onto the next item to fixate to. “Ever wonder what made everyone kind of spread out? I noticed some of the houses out in town were empty, and obviously there’s the settlement and what not - the communal house and all that. Seems a bit odd, that's all. When they could all be working together and all.” A shrug accompanied his running words, and taking notice of her gearing towards the bed, Joel folded into a sitting position on the ground. 

The position itself was comfortable and familiar. Years of him and Dayn sitting between their beds when they shared a room, then later leaning over each other as they played games and solved puzzles together. Their perfect duo who always found better things to do when in each other’s presence than anyone else's. It happened less so in their adult years, but ever so often the moment would come about and he took notice. Then, Joel noted each time that he was the luckiest brother on earth. That no one could claim it like he. Sitting with Reyna now wasn’t at all similar, but a sense of ease pulsed through his aura. 

Joel laughed and brought both his arms up to sniff at his armpits. “Why - do you think I smell?” he asked, attempting to hide his smile, “I swear I showered at least yesterday. Or was it the night before? I can’t quite remember, but it was this week for sure.” He could see just how tired she was by the way she sunk into the mattress. As if the world above her pressed against her. Like magnets repelling magnets. The image itself was beautiful, and made him wish he could pull his notebook out and draw her again. He figured once was enough for one day but ensured to reserve the feel of the moment for later.

[unhingedera]

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#5

open to: m/f/nb

plot: nicola’s down at the bar posing as one of the bartenders to interact with the patrons, so your muse can either be aware of who she is because they’re friends or met each other before/it’s your muse’s first time meeting her. anything can go! :)

staying in her office watching over the club isn’t something nicola like doing some nights, that’s why sometimes she would be down either helping pynk potion’s dj set up a playlist for the night or right now, she’s by the bar mixing drinks for the patrons. it’s one of the things she loves to do, considers it as one of her hobbies. “so, are you a vodka, tequila or whiskey type of person?,” she asks one of the patrons.

60 notes • Posted 2021-03-19 08:29:16 GMT

#4

FINISHED COMMISSION ヾ(•ω•`)o

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#2

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by clicking on the SOURCE LINK, you will be directed to THREE HUNDRED (300) GIFS of BEN HARDY [as FRANK in PIXIE (2020) and SEBASTIAN JACOBS in THE VOYEURS (2021)] requested by @classicdecadence​. all of these gifs were created by me from scratch so please do not steal them, claim them as your own, or include in other gif hunts. if you would like to turn them into gif icons, please be sure to credit me from this blog and link back to this original post. it would be greatly appreciated if you like, reblog, or BUY ME A COFFEE if you found this useful!

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Obnox — Savage Raygun (Ever/Never)

Savage Raygun by Obnox

Obnox is maybe America’s leading Afro-punk right now, but he’s a lot more than that. In the two-LP Savage Raygun, he once again gathers all the offshoots of Black music—rock, soul, psychedelia, hip hop, punk, electronics and R&B—and brings them together in hazy visions that distill 2020’s smoking wreckage into pure sensation. It doesn’t feel like syncretism, either, but rather the pure force of the African American experience expressed through diverse languages and style. Even the sampled guitar riff from Neil Young’s “Southern Man” (in “Young Neezy”) sounds like it belongs to Nox here, supporting his point that this moment, volatile as it is, reaches back through American history all the way back.

In fact, if you’re looking for a song that encapsulates this summer’s violent energy — as COVID-19 and police brutality and massive protests collide and interact — let me suggest “Underground Timebomb” with its militant beat, its fist-raised chant of “Underground timebomb, below the street that I sit upon,” its ghostly wail of pedal-fucked psychedelic guitars. It’s Jimi Hendrix running into Curtis Mayfield at a punk fundraiser for Black Lives Matter and it could not be more now (or more five years ago or ten or 20, this stuff has been happening for a long time).

Nox rifles through the style book, with a couple of tracks booming and swaggering with early hip hop bravado (“Party Starter,” “How to Build a Bum,” the truly incendiary “Cut Me a Switch”), others floating like the ghosts of punk songs heard through abandoned concrete in abandoned buildings (“Supernatural”), still others essaying a soul falsetto over banged and blasted R&R soundscapes (“Heaven”). There are a few intervals that remind me a lot of Dilla in the way they balance jazz and soul and hip hop in short instrumental bits.

And yet, despite this diversity, Savage Raygun never sounds like a one of each, or a look what I can do kind of record. In fact, its power grows when you listen to it all end to end. It is one howl, one reminiscence, one statement of resilience all the way through. This is not just a good record or an enjoyable record, but a necessary one, the current murk of rage and hope and confusion distilled into blistering sounds.  

Jennifer Kelly 

[reynahendrix]

the burden of damage caused had worn a heavier weight than anything her body had gone through. bruises, scrapes; all would heal. her tiredness would eventually fade to something slightly more restful... — it had been traumatic what happened to charlie, to emmett. a force that diminished all that they'd bonded warmly over. only thankfulness had come to the fact that no one had lost their life. samara's voice was truthfully spoken. the sound of reassurance almost punctured reyna into something more tearful. the emotions kept her silent. only exchanging a small nod, a light twitch to her bottom lip before the other woman disappeared into the other room.

two tiny pills. on the outside world they came in abundance. here....like gold. reyna stiffened only her eyes moving to trace the shape of them in the palm of samara's hand. "—are you..." a breath. one that caused her ribs to wince in pain. "alright ?" reyna couldn't possibly strip someone away from something again. not if samara needed them knowing whatever amount would come to an end.

Samara didn't rush the process of making it down the stairs, letting it take as long as it needed, not commenting on how worn down the other woman seemed. "Of course." She murmured when Reyna breathed out the thanks, not making a deal of it.

Nodding at the request for water, Samara stopped in her track when the next question came, brow furrowing. "No." She answered quickly, shaking her head. "I know you're not a monster lurking upstairs." Knowing it was Reyna was very much a relief. "Let me get you some water." But as she stepped away, Samara knew that Reyna needed something more...

Ducking into her bedroom, she hesitated over the pouch that held her medications. Her lifeline to sanity. A lifeline she knew was limited, no more prescriptions, no pharmacy to visit for refills... Eyes pressed closed, Sami taking a deep breath, before she shook two pills into her palm. Reyna needed them.

Passing the kitchen to grab the glass of water, she crouched beside the sofa, offering both to the other woman. "Here, take these. Pain meds. They'll help." She tried not to think of the very limited supply. @reynahendrix

[myrecordcollections]

Various Artists

Woodstock 2

@ 1971 Japan Pressing

*****

After the multi-platinum success of Music from the Original Soundtrack and More: Woodstock that accompanied Michael Wadleigh's documentary film Woodstock (two million copies sold and it spent four consecutive weeks at the top of the Billboard charts, and even a Top 20 spot on its R&B chart!), Woodstock Two was inevitable as a sequel. Released as a double LP in 1971 with more stills from the film -- though none of the music here was included -- this set featured many of the same artists who'd appeared on the first volume, with two additions: Mountain, and Melanie. If anything, this set, more concise and more focused, is a better bet than its predecessor. Disc one is a stunner on more than one level. First, there are three tracks by Jimi Hendrix and his expanded lineup after breaking up the Experience (adding guitarist Larry Lee), and a trio of percussionists along with Mitch Mitchell and bassist Billy Cox. There's the killer "Jam Back at the House," which rolls in riffs and an instrumental array of tunes from his catalog including "Rainy Day Dream Away"; there's a killer take on "Izabella" that's raggedy but full of killer improvisation -- check the interaction between Cox and Mitchell -- and "Get My Heart Back Together," also known as "Hear My Train A'Comin'." These 20 minutes of music make it worth the purchase of this collection if you don't already possess the Jimi Hendrix Live at Woodstock disc.

AMG

[reynahendrix]

location. ⁺ radio station.

it was difficult - human relationships. always had been. the feeling of small talk felt like a twisted knife sitting under her ribs. uncomfortably tight, wincing your way through the feeling with held breath. reyna never felt knocked loose from such a feeling. socializing was difficult enough back when she floated through the normalcy of the world - in arcadia, it was worse. the routine—the same faces, the same bubble—left little room for escape. socializing became inevitable. " for you " reyna’s greeting wasn’t met with a hello, but with a ripe apple lobbed in roux’s direction as she approached the radio station. " does the day seem extra-hellish ? " the older woman’s lips twitched into a faint grin—a poor attempt at humor. it vanished almost as quickly as it appeared, her brow furrowing in self-reproach. awkward, she thought. typical. " slept like shit. " reyna sighed " i don't have the luxury of sleeping on coiled chords like you. " another lame approach. at least she refrained from 'an apple a day keeps the doctor away.' eye roll worthy. an apple a day didn't keep the monsters away. that was for certain. there wasn't any reason for the guard to be in roux's space. it was as simple as reyna just enjoyed the others company. something she hadn't even put much thought into. roux was a firecracker with a morbid punch that didn't leave conversations dull. with a carried carelessness that seemed eased on her shoulders. it made the endless monotony of arcadia feel… less crushing.

closed starter. // @grxvebcnes

[trashyeggroll]

Cophine exercise - who falls asleep doing experiments & who covers them with a blanket while making things safe? Who does Kira gravitate to more when they babysit? Do they ever babysit Jemma & Oscar? Who does diapers for Helena's kids? Who pays the bills/deals with the public?

Cosima most definitely falls asleep a lot while working late in the lab, and Delphine starts checking in on her every hour or so once the clock hits midnight. But, I think Delphine wraps her up in a blanket like a li’l Cosima burrito and carries her to the couch in the office off of the lab.

I tend to default thinking of Kira as gravitating towards any of the clones if given a choice (unless Uncle Felix is there). The concept of a little kid trying to process interacting with clones of her mom? And that these women offer a slightly different experience but with the same voice and face? L A Y E R E D

When they watch the Hendrix kids, it’s mostly Delphine teaching them French and playing video games—they’re a lot more removed from the clone situation than Kira and have each other to lean on when figuring it all out.

As for Helena’s kids, they’re a nightmare for the usually pristine Delphine, and I’m currently imagining Delphine going to change a diaper in a full hazard suit, or at least gloves, a lab coat, and protective glasses, because Cosima is with the clone clan out on the town.

Finally, they have all their bills on autopay, but Delphine still double checks everything anyway, JUST in case. Cosima handles the public stuff because Delphine is just over it; she’s had enough attention in her life, thank u.

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long post warning !!

hello !! i think i might swap naeva in for somebody else just b/c i’m having trouble getting inside naeva’s head, probably b/c she tries to be rly responsible n like...............i am not responsible. i am nowhere near the realm of responsible. my idea of a good time is trash-diving with possums and running from cops. she drinks tea daily and naps like twice a day. i love her a lot but go crazy aaa go stupid, y’know

so i have a few options if anybody would like to ?? help me figure it out and/or if i should stick it out w/ naeva n become a functioning adult like she tries to be

here r my other three babies i’m considering (TW: mentions of addiction, violence implications, car accident implications.)

saige - liana liberato fc - i created her in 2013 as a drunk pixie and that is. essentially her personality. sort of an optimist ? just very friendly n happy vibes n very much a party gal, if anything she’s sort of an idealist ? puts others before herself, very bubbly, very reckless, she’s got a problem w/ addictive substances in. a few forms. rich but her parents like...are on the verge of disowning her b/c she tarnishes their reputation far too much. takes up as many hobbies as possible b/c she hates being bored. the worse of a person u are the most likely she is 2 be attracted 2 u and that’s like. essentially law. chaotic good, i’d say, she’s v well-meaning but is also a lil ignorant in terms of like...she’s very rich. she’s very irresponsible with her money. i dont think she knows how to do taxes or where her money goes. donates massively 2 charity tho. her mom’s a fashion designer n they dont rly talk much but her mom does send her like. things b4 they go public and saige 100% always gives the items away just 2 fuck w/ her mom lmao. both passive and active like she’s very energetic n while she doesn’t rly take anybody’s bullshit she’s more likely to just laugh it off than retort back unless she’s like super hurt n then i black out and her emotions take over n i wake up and she’s gone thru like fifty paragraphs of angst. shes the love of my life. 

annabel - emma mackey/medalion rahimi fc - her original fc is maddie hasson but like ... emma mackey fits her better but also ... i’ve never used medalion and i’m p gay for her so ... - anyways. goes by anna pretty exclusively n will possibly threaten u with actual physical violence if u call her anything else (this does not stop people). ex-ballerina whomstve got into a particularly bad accident n now cannot dance anymore! she has a limp and uses a cane more often than not even when the pain isn’t as bad that day. it also doubles as a weapon if need be (some mf kaz brekker vibes). soft punk but like Secretly Soft. her mom left when she was a kid so she’s always been bitter abt it which ofc led to years of cynicism. she’s v close 2 her dad tho. she can come off as mean but it’s mostly an accident she’s rly honest and also a bit of an insensitive asshole? she’s a writer of both fiction n lyrics b/c that is what she’s happiest doing. a Scammer from an early age lmao. pretended 2 b a girl scout when she was like 12. faked being a psychic the entirety of high school. probably is writing a series abt the shit tht happens in lockwood w/ changed names bc fuck. shit’s juicy. but i may also run into the same problem w/ anna that im in w/ naeva rn so sidofg

maribel - ella purnell fc - an absolute. sweetheart. comes from an air force family so her household has always been rly strict. has always felt rly out of place (middle kid syndrome prolly) and she’s like. very bad at a lot of things. like just absolutely garbage. has two siblings n theyre both real talented but maribel’s very much Not. or like, in anything practical at least. is always getting fired from her jobs like...she goes thru jobs so often...bc she’s so bad at them...she’s so clumsy, too. socially awkward. like she’s so awkward, she’s only rly ever had one friend n they went missing so she’s very bad w/ social interactions. she actually...is rly good at hacking? and forging shit? b/c she wanted to impress the popular kids in her boarding school so they’d like her but they just used her. she makes fake IDs. used to be rly on that nancy drew shit b/c her school was in nevada n like .. aliens, bro. and just general like...being nosy when she shouldn’t be. stopped being on that nancy drew shit after getting caught trying to break into area 51 and disappointing her parents even further. rambles and overtalks a lot. wanted do do smth science-y b/c shes actually rly good n smart at biology n chemistry but her parents were like ew no n she’s doing journalism instead so she complied b/c she doesnt have a backbone. turns into a much more outgoing person when she drinks but she also doesnt drink tht often. prolly used to be a stoner tho.

and then i’m bringing in aleta for hendrix and she’s essentially one of cinderella’s evil step sisters. so i m not sure if i should bring in anna bc they’ve got p similar personalities or being hardheaded n spiteful even if some of their defining experiences make them two completely different people ijsdkfglh. i’m also planning on bringing in cain at some point in the future still !! i just think that the block in my head will be removed if i deal with naeva first.

absolutely am not dropping amos as he is my lifeline. his chaotic energy is what fuels me. if he goes i would probably cease to exist. i may go on a semi-hiatus for this week just so i can sort out what i’m doing with naeva but amos will be pretty solid just b/c he’s always verging on nonsensical.

tl;dr - help me pick a new character b/c my brain doesn’t work very well !

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MUSIC IN THE 60S

Music is what thrives in the 60s. Different genres were being introduced and it was vastly different from the previous decade.

The 1960's were a time of upheaval in society, fashion, attitudes and especially music. Before 1963, the music of the sixties still reflected the sound, style and beliefs of the previous decade and many of the hit records were by artists who had found mainstream success in the 1950s, like Elvis Presley, Ray Charles, Dion, and The Everly Brothers. In 1963 and the years to follow, a number of social influences changed what popular music was and gave birth to the diversity that we experience with music today. The assassination of President Kennedy, the escalation of the war in Vietnam and the forward-progress of the Civil Rights Movement all greatly impacted the mood of American culture and the music began to reflect that change. The "British Invasion" also began around 1963 with the arrival of The Beatles on the music scene and the type of rabid fandom that followed them would change the way people would view and interact with music and musicians forever. In this section we will cover the history of the "British Invasion", Motown and R&B, Folk and Protest music, and the large amount of variation that emerged in Rock music throughout the sixties.

The "British Invasion" is the name given to the period of time in the early to mid-1960's, during which many British rock bands and pop artists found mainstream success in the United States and worldwide. Many of these bands first started by covering American songs and showcasing an American Rock 'n' Roll and R&B influence in their sounds. As these bands gained popularity, many of them ventured into new music territory and created their own unique styles. The one band that comes to mind when speaking of the British Invasion is The Beatles, who first broke into the US music scene in 1963, but really became popular in 1964 after appearing on the Ed Sullivan Show. The Beatles dominated worldwide charts from that point in time until they broke up in 1970. The phenomenon that surrounded them was known as Beatlemania and many up and coming music acts emulated their "Liverpool Sound". The band holds many musical records to this day reflecting album sales and number one singles and they're music remains some of the most popular of all time. They can be easily described as the most influential group of the 1960's. Some other notable British Invasion acts include The Rolling Stones, The Animals, The Who, Herman's Hermits, Tom Jones, and Donovan, some of whom reached comparable success levels to the Beatles but had different influences on music all together.

Musical artists of the 60s

Rock and roll was all in the 60s, with bands sprouting everywhere around Britain

1. The Beatles

2. James Brown

3. The Beach Boys

4. The Supremes

5. The Rolling Stones

6. Bob Dylan

7. Aretha Franklin

8. Elvis Presley

9. Sam Cooke

10. The Jimi Hendrix Experience